The first few games of the third round were no different from the original two rounds, and it wasn't until the thirteenth game of the third round that the Nightmare was lifted by the heavy snow on the ice, and among the four hundred people who participated in the game with the Nightmare, there were Yunsheng, Qiu Yanru and Zhi Yaojia, and the Nightmare didn't think much about it at first.

"Poof. When the four hundred people were thrown onto the four hundred ice floes, the nightmare felt that things had changed subtly - it was Yun Sheng on the other side!

Ink Nightmare's eyes looked coldly at the demonic youth on the head of the black-veined python on the surface of the sea of blood, and the demonic youth only smiled evilly after feeling this hateful gaze, and a voice sounded in Ink Nightmare's ears: "I said you would come to beg me." ”

At this time, Yun Sheng's voice on the other side was full of desolation: "Brother Mo Wei, do we have to do this?"

Ink Nightmare's eyes were also full of helplessness, and his voice was melancholy and firm: "Don't do stupid things when the game starts, you know?"

After hearing Mo Wei's words, Yun Sheng's originally desperate and resolute eyes also shook slightly, yes? Don't do stupid things, do you want to watch you die in front of me. Yun Sheng's heart was desolate.

Four hundred sheathed short knives slowly flew down from the sky, and Ink and Yun Sheng looked at each other as they slowly pulled out the scabbards in their hands.

"Zheng. ”

The blade, on the Ink Nightmare's knife.

Suddenly, Yun Sheng's lips curled, and her beautiful eyes looked deeply at the mysterious boy in front of him who had not known him for a long time but protected himself like a big brother.

The blood element and water element in Yun Sheng's hand surged out without reservation, and a cold voice burst out from Yun Sheng's mouth: "Ink Nightmare, come on, fight with me!" When Yun Sheng said the last battle word, his voice was extremely loud and cold.

Ink Wei frowned and looked at Yun Sheng, he didn't know what Yun Sheng wanted to do.

"You are not qualified to be my brother at all, you are just a murderous villain, what kind of face do you have to be my Yunsheng's brother?"

Murmur was still silent.

"Drink!" Suddenly, Yun Sheng let out a loud shout, and the liquid ghost hand that fused with the blood element and the water element grabbed at the ink nightmare.

"Brilliant Bright!" the ghost hand roared, extremely fast.

Ink Wei didn't know what Yun Sheng was doing, but he still subconsciously reached out and grabbed the ghost claw.

"Smack!" was not as violent as expected, and the attack power on the ghost claws was almost negligible, but Yun Sheng also moved at the same time.

"Boom, boom!" the water column shook through the ice floe under Yun Sheng's feet, and large swaths of the ice floes sank and collapsed. A crystal teardrop dripped from Yun Sheng's soft cheeks, and Yun Sheng finally looked at Mo Wei and smiled sweetly, his lips squirmed, as if he had said something.

The dense ice slag blurred the gaze of Mo Wei and Yun Sheng, and Mo Wei's heart tightened, and he rushed towards Yun Sheng without saying a word.

Yun Sheng shook his head slowly, raised his right hand, and a gentle wave hit the ink nightmare, and the defenseless ink was easily bounced back.

"Nope. Ink fell to the ground, and rolled backwards a few times due to inertia, a slight and painful word, so loud in this proving ground.

The ice floe collapsed under Yun Sheng's feet, and Yun Sheng still maintained the smile on his face just now, and quickly sank under the sea of blood.

The Nightmare sat feebly on the ice floes, staring blankly at the place where Yun Sheng had sunk.

"Oh, my little master, if you beg me now, I will bring her up, or I will be unable to do anything if it is too late. The tone of the demonic young man's voice was still so indifferent.

Mo Wei's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he was about to answer, when the voice of the demonic young man sounded again: "Oh, my God, she actually sank to the bottom of the sea of blood, I'm sorry I can't do anything about it." It's such a simple sentence, but it is so ironic to the ears of Murray.

Ink Nightmare took one last nostalgic look at the place where Yun Sheng had sunk to the bottom of the sea, then stood up silently and turned to look at the demonic youth.

The demonic young man smiled wickedly: "She's just a doll for you, isn't she? While transmitting the sound of the demonic youth, he waved his hand to remove the enchantment.

The ink was carried up by the qi of the Ice Secret Realm and floated to the surface of the sea of blood.

The ink mare walked towards the demonic youth step by step, each step was incomparably heavy, and every step was incomparably slow......

The demonic youth still smiled evilly, and just watched the ink nightmare walk towards him step by step, "Oh, my little master, have you already figured it out and begged me?"

Click, click, click.

Ink Nightmare continued to walk towards the demonic youth.

This time, even the demonic youth sensed that something was wrong, and the demonic youth said, "My dear little master, what's wrong with you?"

Click, click.

Ink continued.

Finally, the Nightmare walked under the head of the snake raised by the big snake, and the Nightmare looked up, and a pair of eyes without a trace of emotion were cold and murderous.

I don't know why, even though the demonic youth has the strength to crush the teenager below, under the young man's cold gaze, the demonic youth still unconsciously took a few steps back.

The other trialists on the surface of the Sea of Blood also noticed this scene and talked in low voices.

"Ha, little master, what's wrong with you, what's so good about that lowly race that you are worthy of your affection for her?" Although the demonic young man was not afraid of the ink at this time, the background behind the ink was the most fearful for him, because that race was the race where his creator was located.

"If you haven't treated someone sincerely, you'll never know what it's like to be a family or a friendship. Murre's voice was cold, his fists clenched.

The demonic young man's face was strange, the person who built him didn't give him feelings in the first place, all he had was the program, and even the emotions he carried now were learned by the trialists who came in before he studied.

"Little master, there are so many trialists here, I will give you whoever you want. The demonic young man's voice was frivolous.

Ink Nightmare said word by word: "I, want, you, life!" After speaking, he turned into a swift wind and swept towards the snake's head.

The demonic young man's face was strange, "Want my life?" But the movement in his hand was not slow at all, and his white and blue slender hand slapped the short knife in Mo Wei's hand.

"Ping-"

The C-grade top-grade weapon in Ink Nightmare's hand was broken, and it was broken neatly, as if it had been polished!

Regardless of the desperate swing of his palms, the demon youth slapped at the demonic youth, and the demonic youth frowned and easily resolved the ink nightmare's moves.

The demonic young man didn't choose to transmit the sound again this time, and said directly and loudly: "I'm not welcome if you do something to me." ”

Ink Nightmare also stood on the head of the giant snake, and Ink Nightmare sneered, and his left leg slashed towards the right side of the demonic youth's waist like a heavy hammer.

The demonic youth's face was gloomy as water, and he grabbed the ink nightmare's chest with one claw.

"Bang!"

The Murmur first slashed at the demonic youth with his legs, and the demonic youth's hand also grabbed into the nightmare's chest.

"Woo!" a large piece of flesh was torn from the Nightmare by the demonic youth, and blood splattered everywhere, splashing onto the demonic youth's clothes and the serpent's head.

The ink mare, which exposed half of its white sternum, continued to smash down on the demonic youth as if he didn't feel the pain at all, and the rich soul power and death, dark element, and black murderous aura blessed this punch made this punch extremely sharp and extremely domineering.

The demonic young man seemed to feel the horror of the power of this punch, and instead of choosing to fight with the Ink Nightmare, he flew back and exited directly.

"Huh!" A punch missed, landing on the head of the big snake, and a huge ravine that directly split the head of the big snake in half was formed, and the big snake collapsed directly to the ground without even screaming.

"Bang!" the big snake fell to the ground, the sound was like muffled thunder, and under the terrifying power of this punch, the big snake died directly.

Ink Nightmare threw the punch that drained all his strength, and then fell off the corpse of the serpent with a pale face.

"Boom. "Snowflakes all over the sky.

The demonic youth came to Ink Nightmare again, and his voice was sharp, "You have angered me!" said a palm imprint on the bone in Ink Nightmare's chest.